Gunny Walker

  Do you know what I don't understand? I don't understand stalkers. I don't understand liking some one so much that I have to follow them around all the time. I don't really have a life. I'll admit that, but do I have to leech off some one else's life?
  Although if I had a stalker it would be cool. Imagine if somebody just wanted to follow me. That would make me feel important. After all, I'd be so important that some one would need to adjust their shedule around mine. Granted, I'm not the President, but it's still one person more than I have now.
  I'd also be really cool to my stalker. I'd leave my stalker little gifts like dirty socks, empty bottles, napkins that I blew my nose on. As long as my stalker didn't try to touch me, I'd be cool with it. Although, if my stalker goes to far, I'd have him/her arrested but not press charges. Because after all, this person makes me their whole world. All I ever need to do to get a boost is think about them. That person that made me their whole world.